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Brown laughed. "Next you're going to tell me that you don't really think I'm a witch, right?"
"No. I believe in Wiccans. I had a friend who became a Wiccan in high school, but there are no vampires, except in movies."
Brown stood tall and straightened her shoulders. She seemed miffed. "Excuse me? I am not a Wiccan. There is a big difference between a Wiccan and a witch. Wiccan is a way of life for normal humans. It's a religion, but they're not born with magic. Witches are. I was. There's a difference."
Emily fought back a grin and glanced sideways to me. "I'm sure you are."
The air instantly sizzled around us and Brown lifted a hand. "You don't think I'm a witch?"
"What?" Emily was at a loss for words. "Davy?"
I jerked a shoulder up. "So what if she's a witch?"
Pippa melted to the floor and Brown perked up. "That's right." The air lost its sizzle. The witch had been appeased. And then something came over me. I picked the sizzle back up, but it was louder.
Emily glanced around. "What's going on?"
Pippa stood up and looked around me.
Brown glowed as she looked around.
My body hummed. I felt it all over and remembered when I had changed Lucan back to being human. My body had hummed at that time too. I had snapped my fingers then, but this time I merely narrowed my eyes and the microwave exploded. Sparks flew from it and Emily jumped back, screaming.
Brown clamped both hands to her cheeks. "Oh my gosh. I don't even know how I'm doing that."
Emily swung horrified eyes to her, but I grinned. "What were you saying about the difference between Wiccans and witches?"
Then I glanced at Pippa from the corner of my eye and stopped cold. She wasn't amused. My stomach dropped. She knew I was more than empathic.
CHAPTER NINE
I made a quick dash for the shower. A half hour later, I found our room sparkling with cleanliness. I sighed internally as I
dropped my shower caboodle. Emily only cleaned when she was nervous. And she seemed immersed with the microwave.
"Did the witch leave?"
Emily's eyes shot to mine. "Do you believe in that stuff?"
I shrugged as I pulled a shirt on. "Our microwave is kapoot. I think we better." It was meant as a joke, but when her eyes widened and she paled, I thought better of it. So I sighed again, pulled on some jeans, and quickly combed my hair. "Come on, let's go out."
"What?"
"Let's go out. I know somewhere we can get some drinks, maybe even free drinks."
Slowly, she stood. "We're going for a drink?"
"Yeah. We went before."
"That was with Kates. I met Bennett that night." Something flashed over her face and Emily crumbled in front of me. Her face fell. Her shoulders slumped and she dropped like a stone on my bed.
My mouth dropped with her. "Hey. Come on. It'll be good for you."
"I haven't seen him since that horrible night, when we were kidnapped. I know the police said there was nothing we could do about it and that he skipped town. I know you said that Kates was working undercover and went after him, but I still feel like I lost him. I constantly have this sense of being cheated. It's like he died and I felt it." She stopped and a few tears came to her eyes.
One, he had died. Two, you're better off. Three, Kates hadn't been working undercover. None of that was going to make her feel better, so I patted her shoulder instead.
"I feel like I'm grieving for him." She turned and started to sob in my shoulder.
